What was the last straw?

My son has a weight issue, he is 14, he is my last straw. I had my health screening at work and my BMI hit the obese range. 5' 4 and 178 lbs and I was obese. My son is 5' 10 248 lbs at 14. I had to take control of my eating, show him and the rest of my family what portion control is, how to make better choices and that we can do it together. He wants to lose 40 lbs. He played basketball this year and is so proud that he can now run a mile without stopping. He has lost some weight along the way, but he is my last straw. I need to be a better role model for him. I need to show him we can do this, and to us this as an opportunity to be closer to him, to share this journey with him. Since January 6th I have dropped almost 15 lbs and over 7 inches. Mostly be diet alone. This week I have added 60 minutes of exercise and am for every day. My body is starting to change, I sleep better and I feel better. Its a win win.

My stretchy, everyday yoga pants are now tight and uncomfortable.

I used to be very active when I was younger, and now that I am older and have started gaining weight I wanted to get back into shape again. I went through a breakup and it motivated me to take that time to focus on myself.

I was contemplating how to enjoy the beach while not having to wear a swimsuit on my honeymoon. I started working out/dieting that day. I lost 20 lbs in 9 months after that.

My doctor told me I was pre-diabetic, and I read a really scary article about visceral fat. That did it.

I had a go at mfp toward the end of 2012, plateaud at 12st 5lbs and figured that was my natural weight.

Im a short and stocky build, so while bmi said that was overweight I looked well proportioned and healthy so I didnt care.

Over 2013 my eating habits got really bad, without me realising.

I started a new role at the end of 2013 and in the following January the lads asked me if I wanted to do "Fatclub" with them. Its something the team does every january to shake the holiday excess off. Essentially its a 5 week weight loss competition with everyone putting in a few £££ to make it competitive.

I figured I stood to lose a few pounds so why not?

To my mind I had a bit of a beer belly which I should shift, but I couldnt have been more than 12st 10 or 11lbs so its a bit of fun right?

Weighed in at 13st 9lbs.

Was a real "shock and awe" moment for me and what kicked me into trying to get healthy.

I ended up winning fatclub, but then continued to lose weight. Ive now lost over 2 stone, broke through that 12st 5lb barrier I had and am beginning to look to getting fit as well.

I tried working out while on a defecit but found myself ridiculously fatigued, so figured weight loss first and fitness second.

T25 is currently kicking my butt, its going to be a long year I think!

While talking with my daughter about how my 28 yr marriage, ended just like that. Quicker than I could blink an eye, and with no warning at all. Step had brought up how terrible I had let myself go. That I didn't take care of myself as I used to and how sometimes I actually often embarrassed her around her inlaw family, and friends. She wasn't meaning to be harsh. She had just watched me wither away. And feeling that I had no one to care about, she reminded me I had her, my son, grandchildren, and MYSELF. I then began making all kinds of changes in my life.

After having my son, I lost about half of the baby weight quickly, but after I quit breastfeeding, the weight started creeping back up. I have never been thin, but I have never been over 200 for this long. He's a year old and it finally clicked that I don't want him to see his parents with weight problems (my husband isn't overweight, just out of shape). I want him to know us as fit and active people to set a good example for him. I see the generations of overweight people around me and it only gets worse each generation, it seems. That scares the crap out of me.

I have severals! But here are few of my ULTIMATUMS:

I been asked MANY times how far along I am - I was with my husband at Home Depot and I was hungry and grabbed some chocolate bar, the cashier said "oh the baby must be hungry, how far along are you?" I really wanted to grab her and punch her specially in front of my husband... my hubby chuckled and I said "I'm way over due!" lol.

My 4 years old keeps telling me that my tummy is "jiggly".

My size 14 pants are getting tigther! I'm NOT going to get in another size larger!

My friend's husband told my friend that he doesn't want her to gain weight and be like me or he'll leave her! (ugh the nerves!)....

We're going to Disney again this year, and while I was making a collage of our trips all my pictures has been when I was huge, all you can see are my huge stomach and thighs! I want to go there this year, slim and in shorts and tanks instead of trying to fit-in black shirt to hide my weight!

When in the plane, I always have to keep pulling the belt to almost to the end!

I get short of breath from sex! ugh! and I love sex! lol!

When I get in a full elevator and the elevator starts making this sound that it's too full and overweight... ugh the humiliation!

I can't chase my daughter when playing, I run out of breath!

My large Victoria Secrets underwears wouldn't fit!!! and XL thongs aren't as cute!

When I hug and kiss my husband, my stomach gets in the way!

I have double chins, even make ups can't really contour!

I had a major jaw surgery to correct underbite, now that my bone is fixed, I want to show a healthier version of me to show the real difference!

I have so much more - but these are my ongoing list!

Oh the alpha story: I wish I had some kind of super cool aha moment. It was really more of a string of moments. My son is a great athlete and I had always been able to keep up with him. Now that he's getting more skilled I was noticing that I couldn't do/demonstrate half the things I was asking him to do #dadfail. The second catalyst was mother's day and me realizing that I was about to outlive my mother who died at 40. She was not super heavy, but she didn't take care of herself at all.

The real jetison to get it going was the first 10 day juice fast we did at my job as a team. My coworker told me before I started "This will be one of the top 10 decisions you've ever made in your life". He was right. It was less about the weight I lost and more about me waking up my body to how much I had abused it and how much I could really do if I set my mind to it. Six months later, I'm still exercising, losing, juicing, and living a life I didn't know was possible for me.

I went up for communion at church and father blessed not only me but my unborn child... I'm not pregnant!

High blood pressure medication was prescribed added onto my asthma medicine. That was absolutely all I could take!

I got the Noro virus. Sounds silly, I know, but I had tried loosing before that and just couldn't. I was hungry all the time. But after getting sick it was like something in me changed and I wasn't hungry. So when my husband said we should take advantage of it and eat less, I agreed. I lost nothing while actually sick, but in the week after I lost about 5, then about 2 more the following week. And it still seems to be coming off. I track my calories here like I had before and know I am eating less, but now I am full. Ultimately, I want to get down by 35 lbs as I started at officially five lbs overweight for my height.

After being up and down the same 5kg (11 pounds) for several years (more than 5 kg loss was actually needed) I went on holiday and for the first time I felt very uncomfortable by the pool, my safety dresses (the ones that always fit when I was at the top of that 10 pounds) didn't fit - it was a massive wake up call that the weight was creeping on slowly but surely.

I am now 10.5kg down (23 pounds). I started yoga and do it every day which is awesome body weigh exercise and I can really see the difference in my body, in fact I am slimmer now that I was when I was previously at my goal weight - with the added benefit that all my back problems are gone.

I have another 7kg to go (15 pounds ish)

No real aha moment - but I had a group of friends I used to work with who had gym memberships, and I didn't. I had tried to lose weight before and fell off the wagon so many times. So at their suggestion, I went and joined, and went home and got on the scale, and I was a sneeze away from 300 lbs. That was the kicker - now I am about 20-25 lbs away from my goal, and anything under that will be gravy.